Shankzilla-Sub Rogue Duels
Me having Fun Dueling Some Random People More Videos to come of some 2v2, World PvP and Much More
Shankzilla -85 Sub Rogue PvP
My first video of some Sub Rogue pvp...nothing special....enjoy
Erykah Badu - I Want You (with lyrics)
**This video is edited from 2:00-10:53 of the original 10:53 track** II Want you-you Oh, II Want you-you In the worse kinda way-way I want you-you, baby so what we gon' do do do, baby what we gon' do do do, baby [Verse 1] Love is on the way, all I got to say is It wont...
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Saosin - Mookie's Last Christmas (with lyrics)
From throat and eyes came winter and reasons I'm told to carry on Sad overwhelms my senses drown oh I feel dependent The feeling that you were honestly gone I can't shake it... make the same mistake twice burst of red and green all over me bring some things that she loves I should let it fold over We count the days left, 23 And all I know Honestly, could I be protected With you suddenly gone The feeling that you were honestly gone I can't shake it... make the same mistake twice flash of red and green all over me bring some things that she'll love I should let if fold over make the same mistake twice flash of red and green all over me bring some things that she'll love I should let if fold over Make the same mistake twice Burst of red and green covering me
The Roots - Livin' in a New World
(feat. John-John) [Intro / Chorus: John-John: repeat 2X] Turn up the boombox, put on your hightops Come on outside, today's gon' be the day we Start livin in the new world [Black Thought] Yo, they got high-powered lenses on the cameras outside It ain't nowhere to run it ain't hardly nowhere to hide They hear you when you whisperin so try to keep quiet You don't even realize that youse a twinkle in the all-seein eye From the time you in the bar gettin high To havin conversations on your phone through the wire You can drive but it's definitely footage of your ride Livin in this day and time, it's a funny kind of vibe From the corners of the ceiling feel its eyes in back of me I couldn't tell you why I think they constantly after me Maybe it's cause the news put it to me so graphically How **'s don't obey no laws, not even gravity boy No benefit of doubt he had to be from He from the corner where they known to get they casualty on Another day, another scene to perform, spotlight him on Friday Come and lock him up Saturday morn, c'mon [Chorus]
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Zippo Lighter Tricks
Mix of some beginner Zippo tricks Music: Don't Trust Me by 3Oh!3
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Atmosphere - Denvermolorado
(Good evening everybody here, let me holler at... let me get a warm welcome from... more importantly Denver) (Nothing I said, nothing I said, meant a thing to you) Here I am alone in an airport bar Why? Just 'cause I don't own a car Its Valentines day, I'm returning home from Berkley Aint a damn thing none of y'all can do to hurt me Unsober, laid over in Denver The waitress could smell it the minute I entered There's seven shells losing their souls in here Sporadically placed amongst scotch and beer But there's one woman in the back left corner Who looks like she could really use the support If only I could muster the strength to be a friend Who knows how this adventure could end? Bend me up, slip me the tongue, shoot me down Cut me loose, bury me, and piss on the ground Can't help but wonder what's over yonder Don't know if I can get down for too much longer Everywhere I go I find at least one And I bet it won't die till the travel is done For as long as I run my heart holds a gun Up to the side of my head, ride and die for the young (Nothing I said, nothing I said, meant a thing to you) (Refrain) It's the sound of emotion enough To make me wanna hang myself from the rafter that's over my bed But when I stop to climb the ladder that's embedded in my heart I start to question all the emotion in my head Repeat till end (Nothing I said, nothing I said, meant a thing to you) (Hello da'lin...you been waiting long for me?)
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21ace's 10th Chip Trick Contest - Sleepwalkers
Description: 0:05 - Backspin 0:08 -- Knuckle Roll 0:11 -- Dual stacks of 20 - chip shuffle 0:15 -- Abduction and thumb flip 0:17 -- Thumb flip and reverse thumb flip 0:18 -- Aerial shuffle 0:21 -- Combo: Thumb flip, chip twirl (using ring finger), finger flip, front to back, front, run around, triangle with a thumb flip, and a Johnny Chan/Carry-over variation 0:31 -- Thumb flip variation 0:33 -- J-factor, reverse j-factor, and sub-zero all with two chips 0:37 -- Finger-to-finger twirl 0:41 -- Drifter 0:42 -- Unwrap and recapture 0:45 -- Umbrella (my own creation) 0:46 - Butterfly 0:50 -- Finger roll 0:54 -- Chip shuffle, stacks of 14 (28 total) 0:57 -- Pendulum 1:01 -- Triple stack shuffle, stacks of 4 (12 total) 1:06 -- Top spin 1:11 -- Chip roll 1:14 -- Twirl lift 1:18 -- 5-chip star 1:23 -- Fountain 1:24 -- Combo: scissor twirl, double twirl 1:29-- Sleepwalker (my own creation)
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Frankie J - How to Deal
Sometimes a man has to choose And do something he doesnt wanna do Do I live my life with you as my wife? Or do I go on and pursue my lifetime dream? I gotta do this for me Cuz if I don't, I'll probably regret it But if I do, I'll probably regret it How do I cope? CHORUS: How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else And theres nothin you can do about it How do you deal with The fact that you had a chance But you chose to turn away for your career I gotta take it though its heartbreaking It's somethin that I had to do But nobody said that it would hurt so bad So how do I live.. How do I deal without you Second Verse: Its killing me to know That your heart's with me But you're with him cuz I chose to be In this industry Money, shows and hoes come along with Luxury and pain Is all you see when you think about it But this is the life That I was given So I have to live it to the fullest But how do I deal in the meantime Without you [CHORUS] Frankie J: How do you deal when you can't be with the one you love And the one that you love is with somebody else (I don't know, I don't know) And what do you do when you know she don't love him and she loves me, but she just can't stand loving you far away (I guess I'm gonna have to just) You just deal with it, deal with it (I don't want to have to live with it) You just deal with it, deal with it (no, no, no) You just deal with it, deal with it (I don't want nobody else loving you) You just deal with it, deal with it (I don <b>...</b>
Blackalicious - Lotus Flower feat. George Clinton
[Chorus] Be alive now Let me open the door Let the music captivate and make the voices still And see the light See the lotus flower Spinnin' around within Openin' up all new worlds to explore Ay Ay Ay Ay [Repeat] [Repeat] [Verse One] Here we go ridin' on waves See the lotus Creepin' up without a notice Make a foe spaz Dwellin' in a zone that's so rare Really no man Be up in or try to go there Outta your head Flyin' through the sky on mopeds Yellin' oh yeah Cosmic universal showcase I'm a go head Shoot the gift at y'all With no lead Get you open Runnin' around the rings of Saturn And some Pro Keds screamin [Chorus] [Bridge: George Clinton] Ain't nothin' wrong with you Do not adjust your channel Keep movin' on won't you We've just began to travel [Verse Two] Stylin' infinite and passion Make me mash on Till the last song is done So fasten Your belt and let's run To intersessions You're probably stressin' I didn't come to rhyme about Using a Smith and Wesson We test understanding lessons That come from down and under Where sons haven't been born At my discretion I'm here to bless ya Apply the pressure To get ya Aligned with mind and body, party Syncing with the bigger picture You may not get it now But in the future You will mature And join the Craft And outer sessions If the music lets ya It's just the essence Of pure common sense It's not a lecture If you don't make it in this life I'll see your spirit Next time singing [Chorus] [Bridge: George Clinton] Just let the song <b>...</b>
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Atmosphere - Guarantees
*Open for lyrics. Rate/comment/subscribe/favorite* These warehouse wages Kill the ends introduction man I should have schooled it up When I was younger should have stuck to plan Always had the dreams of being more self assertive And my kids a teenager now he needs the health insurance So break my body Break break my soul down Just another zombie walking blindly through your ghost town Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power Aint nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour But I don't want to go home yet So I'm gonna talk to my cigarette And that television set It doesn't matter what brand or station Anything to take away from the current situation No overtime pay no holiday Months behind on everything but the lottery Went around the corner guaranteeing that my car died Wifey having trouble trying to juggle both the part times My cup aint close to filled up We trying to build up so we can have enough And when I finally get the color There won't be nothing left to paint on A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song My better half is mad at making magic out of canned goods My tax bracket status gotta questioning my man hood My shorty got caught smoking weed at a concert And if I smack em everybody treats me like a monster My neighbors aint doing much better And we making competition instead of sticking together Cant save no nest egg in fact this nest is rented In fact that rent is late, wait The money aint here the raise aint coming Just me and my <b>...</b>
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Gnarls Barkley - Charity Case
Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh ah oh ah Gi gi give it away now Gi gi give it away now Give it away now Give it away now I, I, I, I don't know what matters to you at this moment But that's all that matters to me How are ya? (how are you?) Knock on wood Well I'm not doing so good (I bet you pro-ba-bly couldn't tell) (Although you're worth it, I'm still not well) And I don't understand how I'm so understanding I guess that that's all I can be How are ya? (How are you?) I think I can help But I can't help myself (Shouldn't I be happy? You need my help) (I usually just talk to myself) Oh can't ya see? Oh can't ya see? If I help somebody, baby there's mercy for me Ahhh, Charity! Go for a part of you baby But I'm bleeding too Are you needing me like I'm needing you? Even my shadow leaves me all alone at night Guess I need to start to take my own advice Lalalala lalala laa Lalalala lalala laa Oh can't ya see Oh can't ya see Somebody's a liar, whoever said freedom was free Ahhh, Charity! Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh ah oh ah Gi gi give it away now Gi gi give it away now Give it away now Give it away now Ohoooo Alright Yeah (I want to be your baby) Charity You better give it to somebody
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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Remember Yesterday
Goodloving... is so hard to find (Is so hard to find) I met ya woman, and I'm just can't get around it And if you want some this, care right now... Waitin... on you (Waitin, waitin) Do you remember, remember yesterday? (Do you remember? Can you remember? Do you remember, yesterday?) Ya know it ain't nothing like family Ya'll niggas my dogs And we gone be that till the end of the road Stay on the mission to get this dough {Goodlove} Cause we all family You know we been Trues and all we've been through we got nothin to lose Ya'll call my name, I'll be there {Goodloving} Dog (Dog) they done lost they minds Thinkin Bone would divide and throw this whole vibe away, but we are everday people, everyday people We just niggas doin what we got to do Uh huh uh huh, but still we got to be united and try to fight it... And nigga let the world go around and around Livin out in this strugglin, hustlin To get down, some of us need the memoirs and some of us need the crowd Children of the underground, remember how we clowned havin fun, rippin, and runnin around town, so dumb But where we from, means anything and a gun Sounds that they hear in the suburbs And chirpin they birds, my nigga chirpin the Suburbian (Goodlove) On the curb, Layzie he was rollin up the herb so superb that ya beat is workin (Goodloving) A little nigga earned, feelin broke till the motherfucker still splurges Snatchin purses and sellin dubz and twirkin, twirkin, twirkin I was talkin to the church and the church and <b>...</b>
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East Flatbush Project - Tried By 12
Don't say sticks and stones They might break your bones But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome I'm talkin about the toe-taggin Huh, the body-baggin Man, **'s are dyin, huh, mommas are cryin, casket buyin Who, me dyin, leave my family cryin? Hell no, I cause, um, bloodbaths and showers Send me commissary, motherfuck them flowers Thoughts of slaughter, of leaving my daughters Hours and hours of fears running through my mind As I pick up the Zig 9 Beef starts with the shove then ends with the shovel And **'s standing on your corner reminiscing of you But your ass is out and you're dead and gone So who'd you rather be? The murdered, or the murderer? **'s got me stressed - I got my Tek and my vest And I sing who Jah bless, let no man curse Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse For we'll be tried by 12 And fertilizing daisies Crying mommas and cousins and crying babies Due to the fact that death is a must Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Niggas getting bust For in God we trust So if you're comin to my town and try to slow the dough down You must be casket-bound Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 I sign my name in a book at your funeral The zig's on my hip with the extra clip Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 Lodi-dodi Saturday night and we like to party But punks will fuck around so we might catch a body Early Sunday morning, don't really wanna hurt nobody See what they're trying to get, I already got it Chump mother fuckers just to <b>...</b>
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7L & Esoteric - Another Way out
**If you know any corrections, please leave a comment** [I just wanna talk to you, I aint gonna take up too much of your time Cuz I'ma say this one time, I'm gonna say it] My whole country wanna fight in the war But I'm more like Michael Moore writin the story, I Need a deal that'll fund the house, I Jog my memory and run my mouth Sold all my wax to DJ'in fiends Sold on my low, to BK and Queens I'm in The Bean at Franklin Zoo Where cats don't think twice about shankin you And uh, the words I rap, put ya nerves in check 500 percocets per cassette It's a new day and time But when y'all rhyme You're like Van Exel at the line, way behind I push shit towards 2009 I use invisible ink, you can browse through my mind You need bed rest ES, got so many feathers in my cap, this shits a headdress I'ma show you what a DJ and a rapper should be You planning on rockin something fierce? Oh am I. Look out because you just found the one. Jjj-jump on the jock Ya mean? All day, all night. Yo, what you need to do is go ahead make you a whole album Make you some songs, you know what I mean? And that still stands, in 2004 Get at me if you want it I'm in the lab putting two ?? on it Don't get it wrinkled like denim I still mingle with women Single and sinning, a new beginning I remember looking at my first single and grinning That was '96, I worked 9 to 6 Monday through Friday, but my mind was fixed On this hip hop shit The avenge of the toxic Went to the spring, I be doing my thing 365 stayin <b>...</b>
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Deep Thinkers - Stand Strong
Sometimes you want to stop (everyday) But you have to continue (till you die)(yeah)(yeah yeah yeah) Live it out (that could be any moment) It can get real bad sometimes ya know (yeah) It seems like you never crawl out of that hole (damn) (crabs in the barrel) It seems like you never get on top (another bill, shit) Just remember just don't ever let them drag you down Ever,ever.... Never! (nope) Don't let them drag you down, [Chorus x2] You gotta move up need to stand strong Keep you head straight and get it moving on Don't let them drag you down. Keep you head up in the sky and you feet up on the ground [Verse1] Time seems as if they can't pass hold the motion keep it coasting make these messed up mormons?? crash future holding you path beating strong friendlier than dad making up for the things you never had so many gone lost and blind in out own time to be polite for a second walk around your disrespecting hows your day few words I would like to say to show the people that I care by the way Whats gonna happen no stacking Whos gonna call Got the time to do my thing Now im getting on the ball Putting it down for all of yall As we do the things that we do Rob the king of his crown And the country I wish I ruled The days already here The moments right now Raise the fist hop in it Tear this mothafucka down Have a pig on the ground from the power Of my sound x2 [Chorus x2] You gotta move up need to stand strong Keep you head straight and get it moving on Don't let them drag <b>...</b>
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Northstar - Luv Allah
"Luv Allah, come let me take you with me" (x3) [Intro: Christ Bearer] Come along, yeah, yeah Luv Allah, yeah, Luv Allah Uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Let me take you, yeah, yeah, wit me Yeah, yeah [Christ Bearer] Special request in the encore stress With the bravo, bravo, Christ is so novel The most eerie Timothy Leary with no theory This, is so so serious (for real) My angle of attack is to wrangle wit a rap Y'all niggaz come in banal off the bat And once you hear my sound you's arrested Christ is so majestic, refined and laboratory tested RZA looped the beat up and just told me to come wit it So I did and I did it and I did it and I did it {oh shit I knew it was great, and I was glad I had done it Smokin' Dutchies on the 17th doin' 'bout a hundred To the birth place, Long Beach, of the April 28th torch But before we get divorced let me take you to the courts Yeah. [Chorus X4: Christ Bearer] ("Luv Allah, come let me take you with me") This is so so serious [Meko the Pharaoh] We get free from the bullshit People try to put people in pulpits I stretch out and pull quick Releasin' all the anger from the back of the brain And then attack the game in a different mind frame We all human beings, control the demons ya body be breathin', or stay blind dreamin' Ya listenin' to some king men with king plans To fertilize the land is the first demand That's why I work the land with a force of energy Knockin' down barriers that they had marked for centuries Northstar creatin' history Doin <b>...</b>
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The Perceptionists - 5 O'clock featuring Phonte
Now, this is dedicated to that little piece of mind That you find every day when you leave your daily grind The time is 5pm, and now you're leavin' your cubicle It's Daylight Savings Time and the weather is beautiful! Suitable to chill and breathe a sigh of relief At last the day is yours for you to do as you please Yeah, you feel the breeze even when the traffic is crammed Because you on year way home, and bumpin' your favorite jam! So you run into your crib, and then you lock your door Zonin' out, listenin' to records galore Lookin' for some Perceptionists, maybe some Jill Scott But so matter what you checkin', the selections real hot Here's the plot: give it everything you've got Make moves, then your life will truly improve Now you thinkin' 'bout the hours that you put in for them And surpassin' 'em for delf, 'cause that's the real gem! Here's an idea: think to yourself, "Yeah, this is my year!" Now proceed with your mind clear All those things you're saying' you would do in the past Make 'em daily tasks, or those bright ideas won't last It's 5 O'clock and I'm finally free It's my time to shine, my time to be I spent the whole damn day workin' for you Now it's time to do sum'n for me I just can't wait to get on home Away from you--and be all alone Turn off the TV, unplug the phone 'Cause it's 5 o'clock, now everybody sing along Now you understand that you your own woman or man Because you broke it down to a simple four step plan Step 1 - Sit and make a plan, Son Step <b>...</b>
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Restoring Poetry in Music (RPM) - Poetron
[Verse1] Travel the world alone Sound came in over throne Beats lend me just a vocal tone Ill take you to a spot unknown Life is wild and I am a product I've been spacing since I got up On the moon and chose to light up Every spot and fuck your sight up Its ali zabu writeup hardcore cats they want to fight us I come back like writers try us I move magic? but they like us Boy to the man not exposed to pimp They cause sounds exposed to synth Watch where music take me lately Act like my world make me crazy Baby's carry your loss, maybe What makes one man not be, lazy Just cause you crossed line Doesn't mean you finished nothing here We make music in the flesh Just like a wack ass rappers, glare? So back to the core bust to a tour Say something again I've never said before One big world but different size And were the ones who taught your life And music is what gives the right to be yourself Now choke on high! [Chorus x2] Pace yourself son (move) At your rhythm (smooth) Push that limit, f that gimmick wait one minute (cool) Swindle hold on (fall) Through the ocean (lost) Do what no ones done to grow, its poetron (halls?) (Verse2) Back to the world above (huh) Found by the grave you dug Life gets simply so hard all these problems That I disregard Back when I was young and far From understanding any part I could have made a different mark Instead I lost all swift of heart When I fell through the line of rhyme Sorta like the rock that hikers climb MC's swear theres papers place <b>...</b>
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People Under the Stairs - Take the Fruit
[Yeah, all the fruit, take all the cherries from the pac-ville stores x4] We'd like to welcome everybody Parents, children, teachers, George W. Bush Elementary We got some speakers today Come to talk about what kids should do How your kids should live Think you guys will dig this So you're welcome to take notes and watch *Shutup!* Well here he comes. Listen, Come on kids, brush your teeth Three times a day and after every and each meal Now make your bed up everyday And don't beat up kids when you go out to play Yeah, aha, be real nice And wash out your head, so that you don't get lice And when your mom says no, don't put on a show Be a little buddy and just go with the flow And eat a lot of fruit instead of sugary sweets And exercise dancing to these big drum beats So you could grow up strong like Tiger Woods Stay in school and don't hang out in the hood You look both ways before you cross the street And only sample records if you're making a beat And if you follow these rules your life will be great Oh yeah, two more things Go to bed before eight, and just Just take the fruit, take the fruit and scoot Yeah, all the fruit, take all the cherries from the pac-ville stores [x2] Hey, whose fruit cup is this? Hey, no eating ice cream man. Pay attention, pay attention man, sit down Children from all ages, live from the auditorium Your teach give instructions? Turn around and ignore them Tell them you like food fights and your dad does dope You only came to school to chill and <b>...</b>
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Murs - Transitions of a Rider
[I won't deny it, I'm a straight rider, you don't wanna fuck with me] All you ladies out there, c'mon At the clubs whatever, don't front You know you like them riders [Show your love] Now I heard that heaven is a half pipe Well that's only half right You don't have to skate vert to find Your heaven on this earth You can skate a parking lot and see it all for what its worth Heel flip 12 stairs and still receive your share Hardware to the wood, no risers at all On the low life skater for the bleepers involved Now they got platinum chains to match they brains Understand I'm not hating I'm just saying that it's strange that Hosoi's locked up, Tony Hawks got a game Even though everything has changed I still love it the same. 16 years later still doing my thing This goes out to all my riders' who don't gang bang. [Hook] It used to be so fun we run from cops at the spots Making magic, wreaking havoc at your local parking lots Now let's ride. For them 15 stair nose slides Let's ride For them homies pulling airs backside Let's ride Old School Dog town Bertslide Let's ride Every time we bailed we got back up and tried. Now I first started skating back in 1986 And I still can't land a mother fucking kick flip. I just like to ride, kick turn, carve the bowl. And my most impressive flatland trick, ollie the road. Though I'm not out of control It's good for my soul to go out and test my limits No coach, no scrimmage. One the few sports in life that promotes independence So this is my <b>...</b>
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POS - De la Souls
I am POS I be the new generation of slaves Here to make papes off this land corporation's rape From that life I'm tryin' to separate But I guess I'm livin' dreams cuz my rent's always a month late Product of an East German Black Who kissed the neck, of a pretty woman named Grace But he left my life just a little too soon Didn't see me catch the Doomtree fame As we go a little somethin' like this Look mom, no protection, now I got a baby boy by the name of Jake And I been tryin' to play the cowboy to rustle in the dough When I think I'm getting' better every passin' day I'm not an early bird, plus the feathers' all black So by the time I catch an apple, usually it's rind But it's a must to decipher one's girl From the round, sweet apples that are rotten on the inside I cherish my free time But I maximize so my soul needs to unwind I wanna see the stars be the moon to my son (But I'm always on the run, run, run) I fake to all these hard-case kids I raise a black fist But won't say [nigga] in the things I write De La Souls Lyrics on And I don't say [faggot] Cuz I don't think it's right I know my boy struggle with that for over half his life I guess we got our own lives to live But I'm stretched too thin, tryin' to build a kingdom to rule And I think to the past sometimes And dag man, it's bad, see I kinda acted like a fool But I've apologized to the lives that I've touched Wrong pride, to the back, move ahead strong But I can safely say I've never played a woman without <b>...</b>
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Slug - RPM (Produced by El-P)
I wouldn't trade nothing for a day like this one Toy top on the tip just waiting to get spun Been ever so patient forever for right now The what, where, why, when, and how will it come down What does it all mean (means) everything we have taken for granted Needs to be replanted in a larger pot, had a conversation with mother nature About the relations, she said f*ck off because they get sparked a lot Is there any precision of making the decisions of which pigeons get to piss On the walls from my side of the prison, honey child would you please set me Free to remove the blindfolds so that I can meet them and greet them Hit them with a hammer pound them with a fist beat you face against them Until you lose consciousness aint going nowhere it holds its frown Keeping an eye on its soul to see what kind of head is poking out And when the cops come round what I know becomes less Check the lost and found sneak a peak up its dress Leave a healthy tip or put the ashtray in my pocket Cause I aint never even seen the inside of the cockpit So I am going to have another all-nighter for breakfast Open up a head-trip and rebel in the excess A little solitude small piece of serenity just enough to balance all the Negative energy, cause people find a way to making me lose my mind Want to die in my bedroom and never be found Wearing nothing but my headphones and a cigarette Watching this cheap turntable go round and round and [Hook] Pitch control don't work, the needles are dirty [x8] Some <b>...</b>
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Murs - I Know (What Do You Know)
*I know, I know, I know* (sample repeats) [Verse 1] Feel free to hate me and to doubt me, but until you stood behind my plate And peep the way I truly swing, you could never out me See, opinions are like rap careers: Everybody's got one And most amount to zip, even less if it's a hot one Like the radio songs that make us sing along 'Cause the beat is real heavy and the hook is real catchy Make you nod your head steady, and you don't feel sketchy 'Til you're all by yourself, and you ridin' around And all of the sudden realize how stupid it sounds Mainstream or Underground, away team, home town It boils down to the facts: Whack is whack Camby can't hold Shaq, and a party ain't a party if You don't bring a sack Or your own 12-Pack or this 12 on the wax I detail every track to make a sentence sparkle Giving thoughts to the thoughtful, but I don't know How I know how to pull these diamonds outta charcoal I just know [Chorus] *I know, I know, I know* Think you do when you don't 'cause uh. *I know, I know, I know* Think I don't when I do but uh. *I know, I know, I know* Think you do when you don't 'cause uh. [Verse 2] It's knowledge of self, knowing what you can and what you can't do And knowing to play the hand that God chose to hand you I plan to double down when my turn comes around I suggest you do the same, you can't take these chips with you So it's best to play the game while there's breath up in your frame Judge to death be the name, so I modern-day compose For you <b>...</b>
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Pigeon John - The Last Sunshine
(feat. RJD2 & J Live) Rock with me through the waves on the TV screen Flash back the dream sequence yo whatever it means Escape from the present time date and mindstate Rewind to a clean slate and a full plate 106th where they maintain the wall of fame Middle School showed me everything before was lame Girls and basketball my approach was the same Couldn't score had no game but had fun playing Picture being the 12th man on championship teams From Bucks Tournament down to Asphalt Greens In between Rufford Towers and Metro North Struggling without hardships to not go soft Found what I really wanted but I didn't need I realized it galvanized my identity It makes strangers out of old friends and enemies But gave them brand new reasons to remember me Especially when... Chorus: The last sunshine is about to fade The leaves in the trees turn red and sway Telling me its almost yesterday I just wanna tell you I miss you Hope and wish you would stay for a little while Its dark and I can't even see your smile A cold old man that was once child I just want to tell you I miss you 1st Verse: I miss those day we would skate from Hawthorne to Ingle- Wood under my feet remember every single crack In the concrete makes my neck tingle in fact This track gotta a brother thinking way back in time Way before I had a dime out of writing a rhyme Go to Magic Mountain and cut in all the lines Getting numbers lets see who got the most and find It wasn't me but the brother named B and we Would love <b>...</b>
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K-Os - Heaven Only Knows
Turn this up Turn this up Yo Uh-huh Yes No, no, no beat Uh-huh No, no, no beat Uh-huh, uh-huh Bring it Bring it Heaven only knows (uh-huh) 'Cause I don't understand (understand) Won't you tell me please (tell me) What's the master plan (master plan) Spent so many days (many days) Sitting on a cloud (sitting on a cloud) Heaven only knows (only God knows) So I'll just move the crowd Yo tell em Tell em Now Now Now I break out my physical shell And excel past the so called body Used to go to the party But now I sit and chill with the pen and the pad Dropping ill philisophical science Me and my dad we talk about life And how it started How we departed from lights path And probable right math The task at hand Is making people understand That we're not who we think we are Within this land of lost the cost of souls could be so high People be getting high Wondering why we die But it's all planned To get your fear take the hand We keep on returning because the lessons need learning Concerning the fact I sing and I rap I hold this mic contact Critics can step back and analize I energise with cosmic rays of days There ain't no I get my signals from the sun Heaven only knows 'Cause I don't understand (don't undertand) Won't you tell me please ('cause I pray every day) What's the master plan (the master plan) Spent so many days (many days) Sitting on a cloud (sitting on a cloud) Heaven only knows (only God knows) So I'll just move the crowd Yo Riddle me this Riddle me this Like this <b>...</b>
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People Under the Stairs - Acid Raindrops
Out on the porch [Verse 1] Let's have a mid-city fiesta with your west LA connection Hop inside the vehicle start crossing intersections We learning life's lessons While we blaze this herbal essence A man was still a child and I have so many questions Struggled all my life to evade the misconceptions Then find a place to live between the negatives and positives While trying to make money slingin synonyms and homonyms I went to pops house so I could visit moms and him Cut to the mall copped a brand new pair of Timberlands Then dipped down a one way trying to scoop up Double K And chill with my people on this bright and sunny day My nigga Spliff was sippin' Becks, I'm slappin hands with Thes Ok the shady spot so we can circulate the stress Mary Jane invades my brain now I can't complain I'm sayin what else is there to do besides relax Let the problems in your mind become ancient artifacts Perhaps these raps can help you alleviate The things that's got you trippin, yo watch me demonstrate First you ignore the nonsense and clear your conscience Let your pen touch the paper write verbs and consonants As the words become a sentence you start to feel indifferent The stress is out your mind you feel like the weight was lifted Terrific I'm glad we had this time to discuss I'm outro call me if you want to blaze one up [Chorus] When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop I let the music take over my soul, body and mind <b>...</b>
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Murs - HUSTLE
[Intro] Everybody out here wanna be hustlers, man But they don't have any idea what I used to do I used to do anything imaginable A nigga like me was scared to go to jail So I'd have to use my brain and just think up the most outlandish shit Shit niggas would never do, I used to get dirty Now these mother fuckers out here just be out here queer hustling Man they got it all backwards I'm gonna show 'em how I used to do it [Verse 1] A lotta people wanna knock what we do on my block But we do what we do cause we ain't got a lot And you might get shot if your tongues not watched Cause dudes walk around with hand cannons in they crotch Fucking up the way they walk, stuck to the strip like scotch With the top notch botch that can cook clean rocks See times is too hard for us to ever go soft So the doc got me on prescription strength Zoloft So I can deal with the stress and I won't go off But I'm on top, won't stop 'til the microphone drop Rollin' four deep in the cut like, what? Hit you up and then roll off, we tryin' to get this dough boss We don't do diamonds cause my dudes ain't show offs Tryin' to keep it low so we don't see no cops Wanna blow up, but I don't wanna go pop Gotta blow up cause I can't let this dough stop [Chorus] HUSTLE (Hustler!) You'll never find a dime that ain't mine motherfucker Roll not to be broke and have to stroll like a sucker So pay me what you owe me, and don't play with me homie (x 2) [Verse 2] I used to sell incense bottle 10 cents a dozen Hit <b>...</b>
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Z-Trip - Breakfast Club feat Murs and Supernatural
If-if you are listening to the new Z-Trip album on Hollywood Records, we're here, we're being silly, we got Supernatural, Z-Trip, I'm Murs and I like to have a good time and on Saturday mornings I used to like to get a big, fat bowl of cereal and watch cartoons, motherfucker, and if that-- if you can't relate to this song you're taking this shit too serious. It's hip-hop, man, it's-it's fuckin' fun. Ooh, I love eatin' cereal When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love Fruity Pebbles When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love Super Sugar Crisp When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love Count Chocula When I'm watchin' my cartoons Let's go Pour the milk in the bowl Make sure it's ice cold Put my hand on the top So it don't overflow Forget playing outside With my friends from school It's Saturday morning, fool! But you know what ain't cool (what?) Wakin' up first 'Cause all that be on the tube Is the Snorks and Smurfs (?), Strawberry Shortcake, the worst But comin' up next Was my boy, Johnny Quest Sim Sim Salabim But Fat Albert was the best The Brown Hornet Picture Pages Made me want to write graffiti I had to do it when Davey and Goliath couldn't see me Always tryin' to do right they'd be hangin' out with Dudley But I watched Wacky Races Rootin' for my dog, Muttley. You know what really bugged me? (What?) Gobots was whack Man, they bit the Transformers And that's a well-known fact But... After these messages we'll be right back... Ooh, I love eatin' cereal When I'm watchin' my <b>...</b>
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Del the Funky Homosapien - Phoney Phranchise
**Open for lyrics** [Cut:] [Del talking] [Hook:] This is real hip hop not no phony phranchise Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide This is DEL not no phony phranchise Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide This is Hieroglyphics not no phony phranchise Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide [Cut:] Rag Del, impetuous, tempestuous, My power's activated, have to make it, funky Del deep, scuba diver wet suit Who survived to get loose Brewin' in the test tubes To the rescue, extradiction process To get you all stressed Step onto my office That's what you call fresh It's more like some soft breasts If i stopped cess, i probably would cough less Test it, just to see if ya'll rested I'm blessin' the beat just like if i was the best man Yo, you miss it in ya' public school distict Get a book and do the physics Yo' i got a cool image Like Hendrix, my kindred, Y'all fuck up to my index Bench press rappers doing sets with my Syntax Ain't nothin' new motherfucker man i been black Impact, remember Malcom X wore a pimp hat You paper chasin' when you make it then you spit that That your whole life shoulda never even been rap Wannabe gangster fool around and get your friend capped Talkin' hella shit my brother trying to buy a ten sack Man, just call me amphibious Submerging so deep yanking curtains on these idiots Walking 'round oblivious more than annoying Everywhere I turn a black life is destroyed and Times is getting tough gotta sign for <b>...</b>
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Aram Danesh and the Super Human Crew - The Spot
*post any corrections that you have* We stroll in, 11 o'clock While all the while, they sorry they hot Bars full, dance floor bound Time to get to stepping with the people getting down Need to steady, breathins getting heavy, bout to get it with the band Cuz it's my destiny to carry crowd, make em scream loud! On stage, hand on mic stand, check one-two and We came to the spot to rock (Morena!) We came to the spot to rock a mic (Ta Buena) We came to the spot to rock (Como te gusta?) We came to the spot to rock it right We came to the spot to rock (Mi China) We came to the spot to rock a mic (Camina!) We came to the spot to rock (Ay mama) We came to the spot to rock it right Mira la fiesta, ta Buena la gente, estan gosando La mulatta esta rica, mira la cintura bailando Oye mamita, te estoy llamando! Siento microfono mama, me esta llamando La fiesta de rap en mis ola se esta calientando Ya no caben mal, en el patio ni la soltea Oye mi Pana no te ensofoque cuando la mulata menea I peeped out the window, yo what did I see? A microphone and stand callin me to MC And when the drummer drops the one that the session gets hot I'm hittin that spot to rock glocks while others are talk So all my people (What?) Are you with this (Yeah!) I came to flip this, unscripted, the gift gets uplifted Unlimited styles of sound Thousand miles of runnin, unlimited trials to tribulate, I'm still bumpin We came to the spot to rock (Guajira!) We came to the spot to rock a mic (Isabella) We came to <b>...</b>
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KRS One & P-Doe - How Bad Do You Want It
Artist: KRS-One & P-Doe Album: Kristyles, Produced by Gato Musik Year: 2003 Title: How Bad Do You Want It? [KRS] Yo, my man, how bad do you want it? You know how many cats I threw the pitch, and they never caught it? I told them to bring they lyric, but they never brought it Scared to get ripped off, cheated, deleted, rejected and shorted? Yo, how bad do you want it? Fear—I ain't got no time for it If you want it, yo there's the track—put your rhyme on it! [P-Doe] This hunger inside of me's unexplainable, Kris The struggle we put in this box will be put into disc Birth and ever, these family problems is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel like murkin' All I have is my word and my balls And my fam and my music speaks for them all It's the Dominican animal ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the grimiest days, this earth ain't Ready for my brain, comin' to face (word) Everyone plus everyone Do you hear me, KRS-One? [KRS] Well listen You grimy and hungry? But how long you gon' trust me? You really down for this cause or just chasin' the money? I be up in them spots to be hot, so dusty and ugly Nothin' be funny, it's all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? Talk with me? Pop the cork with me? When we in other cities, will you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need respect and honor Discipline and no drama How bad you want it, papa? (Toma!) [P-Doe] Loyalty is the key to it <b>...</b>
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